This is a strange time to be Church.
I think it’s because, for most of us, this is so unprecedented. We’re so used to be gathering on a Sunday, to meet and sing and pray and learner, that when we can’t do that it leaves a gap, a hole, Sunday morning in limbo. Maybe that’s why COVID-19 feels so apocalyptic, in its technical meaning of ‘an unveiling’ – we appreciate our communities, we want to see those we care about, our friends and family, and this whole situation challenges this, shows where we need to become more resilient, exposes the weaknesses in our structures.
That last bit is important. In the middle of a global pandemic, we’re now scurrying to figure out what it means to be church in the time of Coronavirus. Sometimes that’s a positive – we pull together, we figure stuff out, we re-discover our ability to innovate and adapt and do things we never thought we’d do because they always felt too complicated, too expensive, too radical. At other times, though, there’s a darker flipside to all this – we retreat, become entrenched, get into debates and arguments about theology and sacraments and whose sin is to blame for all this. For good or ill, we’re all just trying to get through this, figuring it out as we go.
But here’s the thing – we need to remember that this is a privileged way of looking at things. Because if we look beyond the centre, if we turn our eyes to the horizon, if we seek out the spaces that have, shamefully, been pushed to the margins, we’ll find that many of the answers we’re looking for are already here.
The Church of God already includes those who are living in isolation, because of illness or rejection or imprisonment.
The Church of God already includes those who have practiced church in online spaces, because sometimes buildings and communities have been made inaccessible for them.
The Church of God already includes those who have been rejected, scapegoated, othered, because we’re too damn good at doing all of these.
All these are part of the Church’s collective memory, experience and knowledge, it’s just that most of the us have been painfully slow in accessing it all because it’s out there in the margins, in the corners, in the places we’re ignored or avoided, belittled or patronised. In the past I’ve used the phrase “Be a voice for the voiceless”, but that was naive – plenty of voices are already speaking words that can help us through this current crisis, but it means we have to cultivate the precious spiritual discipline of shutting up and listening.
I don’t want this to sound mercenary either. I want the Church to be stronger, yes, but we do this by practicing love, respect and humility, and by giving all our voices space to be heard and acted upon. Because quite often the Holy Spirit will be speaking through those voices; sometimes an apocalyptic unveiling is a good thing.
In I Corinthians 12, Paul describes the Church as a body made up of many parts, before pointing out that the parts of the body that have been dishonoured are actually those we need the most. That’s a message we need to hear over and over again, but particularly now.
So it’s a time to listen and to learn. Listen to disabled Christians who’ve created online church because our buildings are so often inaccessible. To our brothers and sisters who can’t meet together because of persecution or rejection. To those who who know how to make resources stretch because they don’t have any choice. To those who sound the alarm because they’ve already witnessed the darkness that can come in the aftermath of tragedy, and who know that we need to be speaking out for justice. It’s a time to listen to the teachers and the nurses and the cleaners and the binmen among us, because in a time of crisis, our theology needs to be embodied out there on the front lines. It’s a time to remember that a global pandemic is impacting a global Church, not just the corners of Christendom with the pointiest hats. It’s a time to repent of all the things we could have done to make church bigger and wider and more present but didn’t, not until it affected us personally. And, more than anything, it’s a time to stop shaming the Body of Christ and finally start listening and honouring all its parts, all its people.